We attended the Christmas "Concert" and party at Esther's pre-school yesterday afternoon. All was well as she pointed out the mummies of her friends until, of course, she saw mummy and daddy and had to be with them. The arrival of the big fat bloke dressed in red with white whiskers set off a number of the little ones, including Esther ... "Esther doesn't like Santa" we've been told, so she hung on tightly to Daddy. She slightly changed her mind when she received a present from him (which mummy had to go and get!) and then had a balloon sword made (for poking poppy in the tummy with).
She slightly changed her mind when she received a present from him (which mummy had to go and get!) and then had a balloon sword made (for poking poppy in the tummy with).